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blue october - 18th floor balcony
My breath is on your hair
I'm unaware
That you opened the blinds and let the city in
God, you held my hand
And we stand
Just taking in everything.
I'm unaware
That you opened the blinds and let the city in
God, you held my hand
And we stand
Just taking in everything.
Annons